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The Bin Mansion, also known as Vladivostok in later generations!

The huge ship that covers the sky and the sun slowly docks!

An eighty-year-old man with yellow skin, smooth black hair, and prominent cheekbones stepped off the boat shakily, looked around with a bit of confusion, and said, "Captain Cao, is this Luoyang?"

He spoke blunt Chinese.

Cao Wei... Cao Bin's son, now the Commander-in-Chief of the Donghai Navy, supported the old man and said: "This is not Luoyang. This is the Bin Mansion. It is still far away from Luoyang."

The eighty-year-old man said excitedly: "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry, leave quickly, I want to see the emperor and congratulate the imperial court on the 50th anniversary of the founding of the country."

Cao Bin said: "Don't be anxious, King Dongping. Your Majesty has already sent a decree, asking us to escort King Dongping into the capital."

The 80-year-old man gasped and said, "Well, hurry up, I'm afraid I won't be able to support myself."

The 80-year-old man was the Dongping King of Dayu and was the first Yin (Indian) tribe chief who was willing to trade with Lin Renzhao when he crossed the sea into the Dongyu continent. His Han name was Zhan Qinian.

It was through Zhan Qinian that Dayu communicated with the Yin people, built cities on the Dongyu continent, recruited Yin tribesmen, taught them knowledge and culture, and let them know that they were connected with the Dayu court to the west.

At this time, the Yin people had precious land and no one knew how to develop it. Dayu brought them advanced technology and culture, taught them farming techniques, and through gentle means, established a firm foothold in the Dongyu continent.

Zhan Qinian was the first to become Chinese and the first to feel the changes. Although many unruly Yin people called him a traitor, he saw the rich and warm clothes on the boats, saw that the people did not have to eat and sleep in the open, and looked at the children in the clan.

He didn't need to learn to fight, but read and practice calligraphy, and he knew that he had done the right thing.

Zhan Qinian sent many envoys across the sea to Beijing in recent years, and also asked his sons to serve the emperor. However, he has been working hard on the Dongyu Continent to attract the Yin people to the imperial court, and has never been to the legendary Western Continent.

Until a few years ago, when Zhan Qinian was recuperating at home, he heard that the Dayu court was about to celebrate the 50th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. A desire arose in his heart to visit his legendary hometown and Luoyang in his lifetime.

So after obtaining Luo Youdu's consent, Zhan Qinian led an envoy of 800 Yin people from Dongyu Continent across the sea...

Hanhaifu Ulu Team.

Wu Ma led his son Wu Lu back to his yurt. His wife handed her kumiss, and he drank it in one gulp and said, "What's wrong today? The team is so deserted?"

After these years of sinicization, the Mobei grassland has no longer been divided into tribes, but teams and teams, surrounding the Hanhai Mansion for livestock raising.

The wife said: "You only know about hunting and don't communicate with others. You don't know about such big things. I heard that the imperial court was going to hold a celebration for the 50th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. The team prepared some tributes and transported them to Hanhai. Many people went there.

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Wu Ma said hurriedly: "Have you got that wolf skin out yet?"

The wife said: "Don't worry, you have said that the white wolf skin was to be given to His Majesty more than a dozen times. It has already been given away."

"That's good!" Wu Ma breathed a sigh of relief.

The wife sighed and said, "I heard that Your Majesty is unwell and plans to pass the throne to the Crown Prince. I wonder if the Crown Prince will be as benevolent as Your Majesty."

Wu Ma was startled when he heard this, and a scene appeared in his mind. There was heavy snow in the sky, and a mighty army in the dark came through the wind and snow...

It was ten years ago that a rare heavy snowfall occurred in Mobei, causing numerous casualties and casualties among livestock. The herdsmen were wailing and unable to survive.

Wuma is an orphan, introverted and not good at words, and relies on his superb hunting skills to make a living. Even his wife was forcibly matched by the team because of Dayu's laws.

The heavy snow prevented hunting, and there were no cattle or sheep at home, so he was about to starve to death.

The army from the Central Plains came, and they brought not swords and guns, but food...

The witch horse also survived because of this.

The place where they live is poor, and taxes are not high. They use special products such as leather, cattle, sheep, and horses as tribute in lieu of taxes. Every year, the witches and horses hand over the best hides they hunt, and this year it is a rare white wolf skin...

Wu Ma suddenly said: "Let's go to Luoyang!"

Wu Lu was also bored, but when he heard about Luoyang, he exclaimed: "Great!"

The wife slapped her in the face, raised her eyebrows and said, "What?"

Wuma said seriously: "I heard that I can see His Majesty in Luoyang, and he will celebrate with the people every year. Your Majesty saved our family's life, why not take this opportunity to see the Holy Face, even if you can't see it in front of the palace?"

It's okay to kowtow in the direction..."

The wife was speechless for a moment...

Dayu Council Hall.

This place where world affairs are handled is a mess, as busy as a vegetable market.

Lü Meng, the Minister of Rites, said to Lu Duoxun, who had officially become the Prime Minister: "My lord, if you allocate more people to me, it won't be enough."

Zhang Qixian, the Secretary of the Ministry of War, also complained to the military prime minister Yelu Xiu: "My lord, I no longer have soldiers to take charge of public security. When the people come to Beijing, they can only get in and out. It's not that there are no inns in the city, and even the guests within a radius of 20 miles are...

There are no seats in hotels or B&Bs. Many people simply sleep in the wilderness without sending anyone to manage them, for fear of causing trouble."

Lu Duosun was one of two older men. He was young and finally got over Zhao Puzhi, who had been pressuring him to become an official. Not long after he became prime minister, he encountered this kind of thing. He was so busy that he couldn't sleep well for several days and nights.

He frowned and said, "Didn't I just transfer twenty people to you a few days ago? Why? Is there still a shortage of people?"

Lu Mengzheng complained: "Only twenty people? If we don't give enough for two hundred people, how can we use it?"

Lu Duosun hasn't spoken yet.

Bi Shi'an, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, jumped directly: "Two hundred people, why don't you go grab it? I am also short of people here. The Sifangguan in Luoyang, Kaifeng, Shangqiu and other places combined is not enough for half..."

Lu Duoxun rubbed his head and said, "How many envoys are coming?"

Lu Mengzheng took out a thick stack of lists from his arms and said: "We are stationed in Haidong, Wadi, Jiaozhi, Qinghai-Tibet, Western Regions, and Mobei generals. The nearby ones include Zhenla, Zhancheng, and Shi.

Livers, as far away as Byzantium, the Principality of Antioch, the County of Tripoli, the Kingdom of Visigoth, the Kingdom of Castile, the Kingdom of Leon, and the farthest British Isles also sent envoys the year before last, and are now on their way.

, and there are more than four hundred chiefs of Dongyu Continent..."

Lu Duoxun said angrily: "If our own people join in the fun, Haidong, Japan, Jiaozhi, Qinghai-Tibet, and the Western Regions will all be rejected."

Bi Shi'an said: "It's not just that. I don't know who spread the rumor that Your Majesty is unwell. Many people rushed to Luoyang. There are four official roads in the southeast, northwest and northwest. People entering the capital come one after another. Thousands of miles of road, the crowds are surging... This

If not properly arranged, good things will turn into bad things.”

Lu Duoxun sighed helplessly. For a moment, he missed his old enemy Zhao Pu.

He steeled himself and said: "My lords, this is an unprecedented grand occasion. Whether it will be remembered in history or make people laugh is up to us..."

Later history books record: In the fiftieth year since the founding of Dayu, 400 countries from all over the world came to congratulate them, with motorcades like horse dragons, and millions of people making pilgrimages. The situation was unprecedented and unprecedented...
Chapter completed!